< תהילים 144 >
לְדָוִד ׀ בָּרוּךְ יְהֹוָה ׀ צוּרִי הַֽמְלַמֵּד יָדַי לַקְרָב אֶצְבְּעוֹתַי לַמִּלְחָמָֽה׃ | 1 |
Blessed be YHWH my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
חַסְדִּי וּמְצוּדָתִי מִשְׂגַּבִּי וּֽמְפַלְטִי ־ לִי מָגִנִּי וּבוֹ חָסִיתִי הָרוֹדֵד עַמִּי תַחְתָּֽי׃ | 2 |
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
יְֽהֹוָה מָֽה־אָדָם וַתֵּדָעֵהוּ בֶּן־אֱנוֹשׁ וַתְּחַשְּׁבֵֽהוּ׃ | 3 |
YHWH, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!
אָדָם לַהֶבֶל דָּמָה יָמָיו כְּצֵל עוֹבֵֽר׃ | 4 |
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
יְהֹוָה הַט־שָׁמֶיךָ וְתֵרֵד גַּע בֶּהָרִים וְֽיֶעֱשָֽׁנוּ׃ | 5 |
Bow thy heavens, O YHWH, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
בְּרוֹק בָּרָק וּתְפִיצֵם שְׁלַח חִצֶּיךָ וּתְהֻמֵּֽם׃ | 6 |
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.
שְׁלַח יָדֶיךָ מִמָּרוֹם פְּצֵנִי וְהַצִּילֵנִי מִמַּיִם רַבִּים מִיַּד בְּנֵי נֵכָֽר׃ | 7 |
Send thine hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
אֲשֶׁר פִּיהֶם דִּבֶּר־שָׁוְא וִימִינָם יְמִין שָֽׁקֶר׃ | 8 |
Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
אֱֽלֹהִים שִׁיר חָדָשׁ אָשִׁירָה לָּךְ בְּנֵבֶל עָשׂוֹר אֲזַמְּרָה־לָּֽךְ׃ | 9 |
I will sing a new song unto thee, O Elohim: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
הַנּוֹתֵן תְּשׁוּעָה לַמְּלָכִים הַפּוֹצֶה אֶת־דָּוִד עַבְדּוֹ מֵחֶרֶב רָעָֽה׃ | 10 |
It is he that giveth salvation unto kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
פְּצֵנִי וְהַצִּילֵנִי מִיַּד בְּֽנֵי־נֵכָר אֲשֶׁר פִּיהֶם דִּבֶּר־שָׁוְא וִימִינָם יְמִין שָֽׁקֶר׃ | 11 |
Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
אֲשֶׁר בָּנֵינוּ ׀ כִּנְטִעִים מְגֻדָּלִים בִּֽנְעוּרֵיהֶם בְּנוֹתֵינוּ כְזָוִיֹּת מְחֻטָּבוֹת תַּבְנִית הֵיכָֽל׃ | 12 |
That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
מְזָוֵינוּ מְלֵאִים מְפִיקִים מִזַּן אֶל ־ זַן צֹאונֵנוּ מַאֲלִיפוֹת מְרֻבָּבוֹת בְּחוּצוֹתֵֽינוּ׃ | 13 |
That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
אַלּוּפֵינוּ מְֽסֻבָּלִים אֵֽין־פֶּרֶץ וְאֵין יוֹצֵאת וְאֵין צְוָחָה בִּרְחֹבֹתֵֽינוּ׃ | 14 |
That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
אַשְׁרֵי הָעָם שֶׁכָּכָה לּוֹ אַֽשְׁרֵי הָעָם שֱׁיְהֹוָה אֱלֹהָֽיו׃ | 15 |
Joyful is that people, that is in such a case: yea, joyful is that people, whose Elohim is YHWH.